I can feel it coming to an end, something that's suddenly feeling so suffocating, wishing that things we different, wishing that I didn't feel like I can't breathe here anymore. I've tried time and time again, and every time, the steps fall the same way. We thought we'd accomplish all our dreams together, but sometimes things don't work out how you thought they would.
And this feeling that I have inside isn't going away, no matter how hard I try or how many times I start over clean. It always ends up back inside, making me want to run, to flee, from this net that I have cast over me. Things end, people change and I don't quite know what to say anymore. The words fall on deaf ears anyway and so I'll just keep them to myself, I'll live my own life and try hard to breathe. I know Spring will come and offer me a new life, I know it will, it has to.
This life isn't what it used to be. This apartment, this city, it doesn't fill me anymore, it doesn't bring me the peace it used to. I miss the city lights, the river, the love, the endless days. I think that I was too young when I thought this was what I wanted, I was young and hopeful and able to forgive anything. But I'm not that girl anymore, I'm not the girl you fell for, I've moved far from her into a young woman that doesn't want those things anymore. I know that this has been a long time coming but I feel it coming to an end, where city meets the world, where two roads meet, and I'm going to take one and you the other.
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